Esajas 63
1 Hvo er denne, som kommer fra Edom, i højrøde Klæder fra Bozra, han, som er saa prægtig i sit Klædebon, han, som skrider frem i sin store Kraft? Det er mig, som taler Retfærdighed, mig, som er mægtig til at frelse!
Who is this who comes from Edom, with dyed garments from Bozrah? Who is this who is glorious in his clothing, marching in the greatness of his strength? “It is I who speak in righteousness, mighty to save.”
2 Hvorfor er der rødt paa dit Klædebon og dine Klæder som dens, der træder Vinpersen?
Why is your clothing red, and your garments like him who treads in the wine vat?
3 Jeg traadte Persekarret, jeg alene, og der var intet af Folkene med mig; saa traadte jeg dem i min Vrede og stampede dem ned i min Harme; da sprudlede deres Blod op paa mine Klæder, og jeg fik alle mine Klæder besudlede.
“I have trodden the wine press alone. Of the peoples, no one was with me. Yes, I trod them in my anger and trampled them in my wrath. Their lifeblood is sprinkled on my garments, and I have stained all my clothing.
4 Thi Hævnens Dag var besluttet i mit Hjerte, og mit Genløsningsaar var kommet.
For the day of vengeance was in my heart, and the year of my redeemed has come.
5 Og jeg saa mig om, og der var ingen Hjælper, og jeg undrede mig over, at der ingen var, som holdt med mig; men min Arm hjalp mig, og min Harme stod mig bi.
I looked, and there was no one to help; and I wondered that there was no one to uphold. Therefore my own arm brought salvation to me. My own wrath upheld me.
6 Og jeg nedtraadte Folkene i min Vrede og gjorde dem drukne i min Harme og lod deres Blod rinde til Jorden.
I trod down the peoples in my anger and made them drunk in my wrath. I poured their lifeblood out on the earth.”
7 Jeg vil forkynde Herrens Miskundhed, Herrens Pris, efter alt det, som Herren har gjort imod os, ja, den megen Godhed imod Israels Hus, som han gjorde imod dem, efter sin Barmhjertighed og efter sin store Miskundhed.
I will tell of the loving kindnesses of the LORD and the praises of the LORD, according to all that the LORD has given to us, and the great goodness toward the house of Israel, which he has given to them according to his mercies, and according to the multitude of his loving kindnesses.
8 Og han sagde: Kun de ere mit Folk, de ere Børn, som ikke ville handle falskelig; og han blev dem en Frelser.
For he said, “Surely, they are my people, children who will not deal falsely;” so he became their Savior.
9 I al deres Trængsel var der ikke Trængsel, men hans Ansigts Engel frelste dem; han genløste dem for sin Kærligheds og for sin Overbærelses Skyld, og han lagde dem paa sig og bar dem igennem alle Fortidens Dage.
In all their affliction he was afflicted, and the angel of his presence saved them. In his love and in his pity he redeemed them. He bore them, and carried them all the days of old.
10 Men de, de vare genstridige og bedrøvede hans Helligaand; derfor omskiftede han sig til deres Modstander, han stred imod dem.
But they rebelled and grieved his Holy Spirit. Therefore he turned and became their enemy, and he himself fought against them.
11 Da ihukom hans Folk de gamle Dage under Mose: Hvor er han, som opførte dem af Havet tillige med sin Hjords Hyrde? hvor er han, som gav sin Helligaand midt iblandt dem?
Then he remembered the days of old, Moses and his people, saying, “Where is he who brought them up out of the sea with the shepherds of his flock? Where is he who put his Holy Spirit among them?”
12 han, som lod sin Herligheds Arm føre Moses højre Haand, han, som kløvede Vandene for deres Ansigt for at gøre sig et evigt Navn?
Who caused his glorious arm to be at Moses’ right hand? Who divided the waters before them, to make himself an everlasting name?
13 han, som førte dem igennem Afgrundene som en Hest igennem Ørken, saa at de ikke stødte sig?
Who led them through the depths, like a horse in the wilderness, so that they didn’t stumble?
14 Ligesom Kvæget gaar ned i Dalen, har Herrens Aand ladet dem komme til Hvile; saaledes førte du dit Folk for at gøre dig et herligt Navn.
As the livestock that go down into the valley, the LORD’s Spirit caused them to rest. So you led your people to make yourself a glorious name.
15 Sku ned fra Himlene, og se til fra din Helligheds og Herligheds Bolig! hvor er din Nidkærhed og din Vælde, din dybe Medlidenhed og din Barmhjertighed, der holder sig tilbage fra mig?
Look down from heaven, and see from the habitation of your holiness and of your glory. Where are your zeal and your mighty acts? The yearning of your heart and your compassion is restrained toward me.
16 Thi du er vor Fader; thi Abraham ved intet af os, og Israel kender os ikke; men du, Herre! er vor Fader, vor Genløser, fra Evighed af er dit Navn.
For you are our Father, though Abraham doesn’t know us, and Israel does not acknowledge us. You, LORD, are our Father. Our Redeemer from everlasting is your name.
17 Herre! hvorfor lader du os fare vild fra dine Veje? hvorfor lader du vort Hjerte blive haardt, at det ikke frygter dig? vend om for dine Tjeneres Skyld, for din Arvs Stammers Skyld!
O LORD, why do you make us wander from your ways, and harden our heart from your fear? Return for your servants’ sake, the tribes of your inheritance.
18 En liden Tid har dit hellige Folk ejet Landet; men vore Modstandere have nedtraadt din Helligdom.
Your holy people possessed it but a little while. Our adversaries have trodden down your sanctuary.
19 Vi ere, som om du ikke havde regeret over os fra gammel Tid, og som om vi ikke vare kaldede efter dit Navn;
We have become like those over whom you never ruled, like those who were not called by your name.
